"Ignorance and arrogant boy, I must teach you this lesson."

The man in green saw that Huigang was distracted once and did not listen to his words at all. This negligence and indifference angered him instantly, and he roared and rushed up.

Although the man in blue was furious, he was very cautious in his actions, but the momentum it brought was like a huge wave. He was stimulated by this amazing aura, and Huigang, who was a little focused, immediately reacted.

After taking a step back, the monk knew in his heart that he was shocked by the other party's overly powerful strength, and was also secretly shocked.

The man in blue had no tricks with one punch or another. He was very rough, as if a street gangster was fighting there, but Huigang didn't think so.

Every movement of the man in blue carries great power, with extremely fast speed and a wide range. The power of Legins when he swung his sword the last time was already amazing, but compared with this, it was like a stream meeting a river.

Every move is like a mountain pressing over. When the monk in his previous life was in Shaolin, he heard from his seniors that a true master is extremely skilled and does not require any tricks. His every move is power of a dragon and an elephant. But this is just a legend after all, and I didn’t expect to see it with my own eyes.

Huigang knew that if he had all his strength at the moment, he might have the power of ten thousand pounds. But there was probably a big gap between the people in front of him.

The monk didn't dare to confront him head-on. He immediately used Shiyiba to fall to his full strength, so that the man in blue would not be able to use his internal force to fight back. He used the Great Vajra Fist with both hands and looked at Lengzi to fight back.

Huigang dared not leave any room for a strong enemy. The internal force of the Yijin Jing in his body was fully activated, and the light of holy power was faintly emitted from his body.

The man in green felt a little depressed. Since he became famous throughout the continent, he has never been so difficult to deal with warriors with much worse level than him. He has never encountered such a situation. Every time his fists and feet hit the other party, he always feels like he is not practical.

Moreover, the young man opposite is agile and does not just passively be beaten. He may occasionally hit hard on his own weakness. Although there is no harm, he also feels pain. The monk gradually became excited and bent his fingers into claws. His figure is like a divine dragon soaring in the sky, rushing down for this man in blue. It was the "Dragon Claw Hand" who was praised by people in the world as the best claw skills in the world by people in the world.

The man in the robe who had been watching with a smile on the other side not only closed his smile, but also looked surprised.

Strangely, the townspeople were not affected at all, and they were stunned when they saw outside. They had no idea what was going on in the battlefield. They only saw blue and gray figures flying up and down. Later, they gradually couldn't see clearly, and only two lights and shadows were flashing.

With a sound of hissing, the figures of the two suddenly stopped. Huigang had a piece of blue cloth on his hand, and a piece of the sleeve of the man in blue was torn off.

I don’t know if it was the better town. When I saw this scene, I instinctively thought that the monk had won. I applauded inexplicably, and the remaining onlookers also shouted.

At this time, the man in blue, whose dark face turned purple in an instant. He was obviously really angry and didn't see how to do it. Suddenly, the long bag behind him was taken into his hand.

There was no change, but the atmosphere in the field changed instantly, and the aura that seemed to be pressing down on Mount Tai disappeared. However, the monk opposite knew that after the person on the opposite side took out the long package, the pressure of the audience was concentrated on the bag, emitting a chill that was as if a sharp knife was out of the sheath.

At this time, Hui just knew that Lekins was ridiculous at that time, and those skills could also be called the Sword Saint. When they came together, they were just like children fighting.

However, the monk's true fire was also stimulated. The angry Vajra in his previous life was a strong man who was soft but not hard. Faced with the surging pressure from the opposite side, Huigang secretly chanted the Diamond Sutra in his heart. The true energy in his body flowed rapidly, spreading throughout his body. The powers that seemed to be holy power also rushed, and the monk's body gradually shone out a holy light.

The greater the pressure on the opposite side, the light on the monk's body was stronger. The onlookers suddenly felt the pressure in their hearts disappear, but each became extremely frightened. It seemed as if they were facing the sea just now, and they felt fearful when they looked at the waves of the sea, but at this moment it seemed like they were in the deep storm, and they were desperate, as if they saw huge beasts walking towards each other in the jungle.

The people around the two sides seemed to be very long when they were stalemate, but in fact, they were just a blink of an eye. The long package in the man in blue suddenly moved. The people around them felt that they could not see clearly whether they were moving or not. The package seemed to have not moved there since ancient times, but it seemed to be running quickly.

Those who were so frightened that they noticed the scene, and were dizzy by the extreme opposite feeling of movement and stillness.

Huigang only saw the man in blue take out a long package and wave it towards him. He just waved it simply, but he had no way to avoid it and could only take it head-on. The monk who had transported the indestructible hard skills of Vajra to the limit had his palms intertwined, and the Prajna Vajra palms crossed out. The two forces collided. The monk only felt a powerful force surge. Huigang retreated more than ten steps in a row before he removed the power, and vomited out "Wow" a mouthful of blood.

When the man in green saw the monk retreat, his shameful expression eased, but his smile froze just halfway. The long package in his hand was originally wrapped in black linen cloth. At this time, the linen cloth wrapped in pieces was broken and dust fell. The scabbard was exposed, which looked like a red flame inside. The scabbard was simple and quite wide.

The man in blue who had calmed down was even more angry and took a heavy step forward, and this step was shaken.

Suddenly the man in robe suddenly reached out to the man in blue and said softly:

"Claud, there is nothing wrong with that young man in this matter. The mother and the priest wanted to sell a little girl from the church to a nobleman in the nearby city, and they were at their own fault."

The man in blue, called Crod, did not dissipate his anger and stared at the man in the robe and said:

"Old Roy, how did you know?"

Old Roy smiled proudly and replied:

"There is no secret before my soul's eyes."

At this time, Claude's anger disappeared without a trace, and he was quite amused and crying there, looking at Roy and said:

"Then why don't you hold me back? Did I accidentally hurt a good person?"

Roy laughed and patted Claude's shoulder with his hand:

"My dear friend, you, the Sword Saint, haven't fought like this for a long time, hehe, it seems you haven't taken advantage of it."

Claude sighed and complained to Roy:
Chapter completed!